Angelina (Angel) Apaugasma (whitewingprayer) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2009-12-04 20:56:00 |
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Entry tags: | adora, angel |
Monday 2/25/09
Who: Adora, Angel
When: 3pm
Where: Hope's Office
What: Angel checks in to make sure all things are in order
Saturday evening had been quiet for Angelina while she had moved back into her apartment. She hadn't ever vacated the room, only taken the essentials with her back to North Carolina for her trip. Now that she was back she had spent the night washing laundry and dusting. The next morning, Sunday, Angel had gone to the morning procession as well as the evening meeting, spending much of the day talking with their father about her journey. He was interested in knowing more and so, while he had done his daily work, Angelina had given him a hand. "Bless your heart," he'd said once the day was over and she was finally leaving. He was a good guy.
Finally on Monday, when the offices were open, Angel went to properly check in for work. Just to make sure everything was set up properly so she could easily return to teaching. She had really missed her students. When she told her mother she was going to return to the school she had cried; she hadn't realized just how much she'd missed this whacky place. Despite all the strange things thrown at their lives, the school was filled with a great group of faculty and students. They were like her second family and she had longed to see them. So, stepping foot into the office, her almost overly bright blue eyes (she'd left her color correction out today) scanned the desks. Now, if she remembered from the information correctly, Nox had been replaced by Hope. That woman had been nice.
Approaching one of the desks, Angel put a soft hand down on the surface. Her nails were perfectly manicured with French tips. "Excuse me," she said in her Southern accent that was almost a drawl, but not quite. North Carolina sat on the borderline of Southern accents, really. "Is Miss Hope in?"